He respected me enough to walk away when I asked him to. To not use and abuse me anymore. And that is a good thing. Past hurts are monuments of risk. On taking the chance of something better. Of being vulnerable and open and alive. Scars show we bleed. And scars show we heal.
Bleeding and healing go together. It is life. Without either we would be dead.
I don’t think I can anymore
Pretending happiness
Pretending success
Pretending joy
Pretending
Pretence
Rejection hurts
Even when I pretend it doesn’t
Even when I laugh it off
Brush my jacket clean
Have a bath
Drink some tea
Read lines of poetry
And still
In those quiet moments
In the deepest of hearts
I crave love
I crave belonging
I crave acceptance
And rejection
Hurts
Pools of tears
Drown my eyes
Everything is relative
Why do I feel so hopeless
So worthless so confronted
The black night is still but for
Passing traffic the odd car I can hear
And I wonder where is the car going to
Where am I going to?
The pool overflows
How did I become a failure?
All the choices I made
All the work I did
All the courses I studied
Were never enough
I was never enough
Spent my life struggling
Never coping
Never succeeding
Never achieving
What a fucking
Waste of my life
Success breeds success
Positivity multiplies
Victory compounds
Smell the roses
So they can
Spread their
Fragrance
Six decades and six years ago
My mother was born
I celebrate her life
Remember her love
And blow kisses
Into air
Worms
Crawl over
Me
I
Squirm
Lights turn off Turn on Turn off
I see
Your face
Ghost eyes Ghost kisses Ghost memories
Hungry worms
Wrap around
My arms My body My legs
I’m trapped
As they devour
My flesh
And turn into
Snakes
(I)
I have no idea
How to erase the gloom
The dull ache that sits on my heart
Like a thick heavy fog
Unable to move
(II)
Beams of light force their way
Through the blanket of clouds
To reach the earth and shine
Light on life, clearing the fog
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/blanket/
There was
Only a sliver
Of a membrane
Exposing flesh to a
Brutal environment, with perseverance
The membrane hardened
To become the most
Exquisite
Shell
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